So I just woke up from this:

Nicole’s nameless/faceless friend from Canada moves back to the United States and on his first night back his neighbor’s little boy breaks in to his house covered in blood and beat to shit screaming, “They are trying to kill me!! Please help!”

So this friend whom I still don’t know the name of who looks a lot like my friend Tom from Canada and the lead from Pushing Daises grabs this kid and scoops him up and runs out of his house, the parents following shortly behind. He runs into this school and there’s a very short intense chase scene that’s too much to write out, but eventually the parents call the police, “This man kidnapped our son!”

The police arrive and when the parents hear the sirens, before the nameless friend from Canada can carry the boy outside, hit him over the head with something. Like a brick. And he’s knocked out. And arrested. But not dead. And pretty much to sum things up, we’re in the hospital. Pretty much anyone who even THINKS about suspecting that this kid did not, in fact, kidnap this little boy is injected with some stuff that makes white pus come out of their mouths and awful things happen.

So it’s really intense as we go from person to person trying to figure everything out but get stopped every time, right when we think we’ve actually made it. Then I pull a cop aside and I’m like, look, aren’t any of you suspecting what these people are saying might be true?

And he tells me no because they’re all friends of the kid and whatever bullshit.
And I said, “Why not ask the little boy?”
Only to find out he’s in trauma and probably not ready to talk.
And so I pressed, “Not even if he collaborates this wild theory and gives you enough reason to arrest them as SUSPECTS?”

And so I spend this huge time talking this guy into it in the privacy of this hospital room and right as he’s coming around this nurse comes in to check on Cole’s friend and STABS THE COP WITH THE INJECTOR STUFF.

And so I stab the nurse with a scalpel, killing her, and start to run out of the room, at which point I see the killer parents. The dad tries to stab me but I stab him (very poorly I might add) and then the wife suddenly morphs into my grandmother who talks too much and screams, pretending that I’ve gone mad and stabbed her husband out of the blue.

So this wonderful cop lady comes rushing to the rescue and then my grandmother lady person pulls out a syringe and stabs at the new cop, but I stab her first (my grandmother, not the wonderful lady cop) and she falls to the floor. I then run down the hall to the detective and he shoots me in the head for figuring it out.

And actually, writing it all out and talking to a good friend for a few minutes has allowed my heart rate to decrease to a reasonable amount (just like Jei said it would) so I think I’ll go back to bed. Thanks for reading this whole thing if you did.